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Andrew's irritability reached an extreme, and then he lost control.

Strictly speaking, this is not surprising. When Fletcher handed over the core drummer position to Ryan Connery, Andrew couldn't suppress his emotions and had a head-on conflict with Fletcher for the first time; but he still forced all negative emotions to be suppressed. , wholeheartedly devoted to the practice of double jump technique.

But he was only nineteen after all. Too young and too impatient, even with talent and lack of correct guidance, it is inevitable to hit the wall, especially when the competitors are chasing and the director is aggressive, the kind of rut that is compressed to the extreme The feeling made the whole person start to rush left and right.

The irritable emotions exploded in my mind, but I couldn't find an outlet, so the whole person fell into chaos, the reason was instantly submerged, the fist fell like a hurricane, and the jazz drum in front of him had been smashed. Rotten, but still unable to vent his irritability and anger.

Then, he raised the jazz drum like tattered copper and iron, and slammed it towards the corner of the wall, the whole person twitched like a sheep maniac, cursing nonsense in his mouth, as if he was getting rid of It was like being entangled in a nightmare, and it seemed like he was breaking free from the shackles of a mental hospital.

In the end, he roared like this, "Ah! Ahhhh!"

The incessant anger broke out without any cover, and even the sound of the lungs and chest bursting could be heard. The violent emotion swept through like a hurricane, and the entire practice room turned into a disaster scene.

After venting, Andrew stood there like this, gasping for breath, staring straight ahead with scorching eyes, only the sound of rough breathing was left in the room, and everything else seemed to fall into In the stagnation, there was no noise at all, and then you could feel the sound of the heart slamming against the chest being amplified little by little.

puff. puff.

In the silent silence, the sound of the heart beating became louder and louder, as if this voice was the only thing left in the world, and then the rhythm of the beating began to become disordered, all emotions were slowly tense, and involuntarily, the muscles contracted. , the whole body is in a state of being triggered.

"Hiccup. Drink!"

Melissa couldn't help but let out a low exclamation, and quickly covered her mouth in astonishment and panic, but her round eyes still revealed her inner fear, and she made a faint whining sound.

In fact, this has no effect on shooting. In the crew, for the performance space and shooting space, all the staff including the director will reason outside the shooting circle and keep a certain distance; then, use the highly sensitive/sensitive radio microphone to record the actor's performance, lines and even on breathing, etc.

Outside the radio microphone, some subtle sounds will not be affected; if the distance is further opened, you can speak completely and avoid loud noises.

However, some directors have their own unique habits, such as Alfred Hitchcock, the staff who stay around the shooting are just not allowed to speak, because this may destroy the emotional brewing of the scene-

Imagine that a terrifying atmosphere is being filmed in front of you, but someone is whispering about dinner options next to you. Even if it is just the sound of breathing, it will not affect the movie. This is very scary.

After Melissa made a low noise, everyone around didn't respond, and they focused on Renly in front of her. Because Damien didn't stop shooting, and Renly didn't seem to stop, the solemn atmosphere was slowly spreading.

Quietly, Melissa looked at Paul, then looked at Ryan, her chaotic mood calmed down a little, and then she made a fearful whimper again, her voice trembling slightly, like a shivering little boy in a storm. Like a dog, his eyes fell on Renly who was performing, and a worried and urgent look burst out.

As if... as if he was worried about Renly's state.

In the sight, Andrew finally calmed down again. A fierceness burst out in his eyes, and a bloody aura was faintly revealed. He kicked the jazz drum aside, walked to the side and bent over to throw away the The drumsticks are picked up, the breath is readjusted, and the practice is re-ready.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with this. The problem is that Andrew's tiger's mouth wound has just burst open again, and the dark red blood has stained the handle part of the drumstick. In fact, there is not much blood, that is, a light touch, mottled, But faintly revealed a sense of desolation and chill, which made people shudder inexplicably.

Then you can see that Andrew quietly raised the bench, quietly adjusted the drum set, quietly picked up the sheet music, and sat down quietly, as if nothing had happened. The numbness is also a little stiff, but he has always maintained his composure, contrasting all the chaos and noise just now, and slowly bred a chilling spine-chilling feeling.

in hell. This was the only thought in Melissa's mind right now. She couldn't help but let out a whimper again, covering her mouth with her palm, and whispering in a low voice, "What about Renly? What should Renly do? I think Renly is just Going crazy! God, oh God, why would he do this to himself?"

These words are all vague in the palm of your hand, and you can't hear them clearly. You can only vaguely capture some fragmented syllables, just like the sound of sweeping the floor on the street in the early morning, from far to near in the thick fog It is looming, it seems to exist, but there are always traces of it.

Paul only felt that there was a fly around his ear, buzzing, buzzing, the noise made one's mind restless, and he couldn't concentrate at all. He couldn't help frowning slightly, turned his head, incredible. Looking at Melissa in front of her, she raised her right index finger and placed it on her lips, signaling Melissa to calm down.

Melissa bit her lower lip tightly, and seemed to be trying her best to shut herself up, but the whimper still echoed in her chest, and she said tearfully, "Renly... what to do with Renly, Renly ..." Those rabbit-like eyes revealed a touch of sincere sadness and worry.

Paul was stunned, a thought flashed through his mind: Could it be that Melissa and Renly are dating? Melissa now feels like her girlfriend is worrying about her boyfriend. She has completely lost her mind and is focusing on her boyfriend wholeheartedly.

But on second thought, Paul dismissed the possibility, because Melissa didn't look like Renly's type, so...simple. Paul doesn't like to casually demean others with negative words, and "simple" is the best word he can think of right now. So, what's going on right now?

Paul noticed the sight, raised his head, and then saw Ryan's expression on the verge of breaking out. He didn't hide his irritability and anger at all. If it wasn't because Renly's performance was still going on, Ryan would have thrown his fist at this time. Yes - because his fists were already clenched and the muscles in his arms were completely tense.

What should they do?

"Shut up!" A low voice sounded next to it, almost rolling in the throat. Except for this small circle, no one else could hear it, but the voice was weak but did not weaken the words at all. The thunder in the middle is so powerful, you can clearly perceive that kind of anger that gritted her teeth.

In an instant, the three of them followed the voice and looked over, it was Rooney.

Rooney is a petite person with narrow shoulders, thin cheeks, and a slender body. She doesn't seem to be in any way threatening, but Na Ying's handsome eyebrows burst out with a womanly arrogance, and her eyes widened in anger. The sharpness and sharpness of Shi Shi is like a drawn sword, pointing directly at the heart.

Melissa seemed to be greatly frightened, and the crying stopped immediately, but the tears were swirling fiercely in her eyes, and they might fall at any time.

Paul and Ryan were not easy to deal with, but Rooney didn't care, the smile on the corner of her mouth was gently pulled, revealing a sharp murderous aura, "You choose to shut up or let me tear your mouth apart." A simple sentence, after finishing speaking, again neatly ends with one word, "Quiet!"

Melissa didn't dare to doubt the authenticity of Rooney's words, because in the depths of those distinct pupils, she saw Renly in the early morning again, and the similar emotions had a kind of high alienation and indifference, like a giant It's like crushing an ant, which is insignificant at all.

Melissa couldn't help shivering. The hot tears almost fell down, but under Rooney's gaze, she forcibly took them back, and then she gritted her teeth, lowered her head aggrievedly and innocently, and secretly looked at Paul with her eyes. And Ryan's reaction, but she's disappointed:

No sympathy, no pity, only indifference.

Paul and Ryan exchanged glances, and both let out a long sigh and seemed to finally relax, then ignored Melissa at all, turned their heads, and focused on Renly's performance again.

The loss in her heart began to tumble. Melissa had no other extra thoughts. She just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity and leave a good impression in front of Renly's friends. First, she could make more colleagues in the industry, and second, she could get closer. Renly, who knows? Maybe one day in the future, she will also have the opportunity-

Not conspiracy, but sincerity. Melissa sincerely believed that the man had a good impression of her, otherwise, Andrew's eyes would not show those delicate emotions of worrying about gains and losses, like the golden morning light falling on sunflowers, fragile and moving, making people indulge. in.

But what's going on now? Why is her initiative not being understood? Why should she be reprimanded for her humiliation?

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